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Hi all,
I have need to make a short (less than 5 mins) I need to test my gear and skills to see if Im ready "enough" for the next stage of my magnus opus (ok, my little 30 min movie)

Looking for story\script idea starters.. something to fit the following limitations..

constraints for short:

  • Cast Options: 1 adult female, 2 teenage girls, 1 preteen girl, 1 boy, 1 little girl, 1 small smart dog, 1 smaller (but dang cute) dumb dog, chickens, ducks, 2 horses and one mini pony (use 1, all or none)
  • Crew: Me
  • Locations: EXT: woods, farm pasture, creek side, INT: Farm House, unfinished basement (pick one)
  • Other: No horror, No sex, No bad language..

ideas, anyone? :)
 
Ok, here's a start. I brainstormed this on my way to work today. After this openning scene, they find a dead body in the woods. Then, I have absolutely no clue where it goes from there, but it goes somewhere awesome, and stays rated-PG. I'll finish writing it, if you want, but I'm only going to flesh out this story if you actually are going to produce it. Also, please forgive the weird fomatting - not intentional.

"Untitled", by Joseph Weindl

EXT. woods -- DAY

SUMMER, SANDRA, two teenage girls, and LIZA, a preteen girl, walk down a path in the woods. Summer and Liza are wearing backpacks. Sandra is carrying a couple textbooks.

SANDRA
Did you kiss him?

SUMMER
Eww, gross. Why would I wanna kiss Johnny Stills?

SANDRA
Cuz he's hot.

SUMMER
He stinks.

LIZA
That boy needs to learn to use soap.

SANDRA
I think he smells manly.

SUMMER
Eghhk!

SANDRA
Oh yeah, well then who do you like?

Summer stops in her tracks to stare Sandra down in disbelief.

SUMMER
Seriously? You don't know?

Sandra lights up with intrigue. Liza smiles widely, with a look on her face that yells, "I have a juicy secret".

SUMMER
I like David Perkins.

SANDRA
You mean, like-like?

Summer gives a coy nod, then continues walking.

LIZA
Oh my God, you two are so cute together.

SANDRA
David?! Perkins?! I'm sorry, I just don't see it between you two.

SUMMER
Oh? Then why did he hold my hand all the way home from school yesterday?

LIZA
It was so cute.

SANDRA
Did you ask to hold his hand? Or did he ask to hold yours?

SUMMER
Why does that matter?

SANDRA
It matters a lot. Just answer the question.

SUMMER
I asked him. So what?

SANDRA
So, you better get used to it. He will never ask to put his arms around you. He will never ask to kiss you.

SUMMER
Maybe I like nice guys.

LIZA
Yeah, what's wrong with a nice guy?

SANDRA
I'm not saying he's too nice. I'm saying maybe you're not exactly his type.

SUMMER
a little offended
Oh yeah? Then who's his type?

SANDRA
Johnny Stills.

Liza laughs hysterically; Summer grimaces and speeds up her pace; Sandra high-fives Liza. After a few steps, Summer abruptly stops and turns around.

SUMMER
By the way, actually, I've been curious...

Summer leans in and loudly sniffs around Sandra.

SUMMER
...what are you wearing today?

SANDRA
Really? Oh, this is just a generic knockoff of Chanell.

SUMMER
Oh, my mistake. I thought for sure I smelled jealousy.
 
Thanks VP.

I did a quick surface draft of it the other day actually.

(If anyone is interested in spending the time to go deep with it feel free.)



FADE IN:


INT. FARM HOUSE {KITCHEN} - NIGHT


THE FEMALE FUGITIVE (40's) sits at a table in an orange DOC jumpsuit.

On the table before her, an old pistol.

MARY (4) MOLLY (12) JANEY (15) SARA (16) and BEN (11) sit tied to chairs.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
I'm sorry it has to be like this, but the last thing I
need is anyone getting cute, is that clear?!


The Kids nod.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
(yawns)
Good!


CUT TO:


A ROOSTER CROWS


INT. FARM HOUSE {KITCHEN} - NEAR DAWN?

The Fugitive's eyes pop open.

Her POV: Down the barrels of a shotgun, rifle and the old pistol.


MOLLY
(tough)
How do you like your eggs?


FEMALE FUGITIVE
Wha, what time is it?!


BEN
Four-Thirty.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
A-M!?


Mary (4) looks at a wall clock, then back at the Fugitive and shrugs.

Sara (the oldest) turns from the stove with a skillet.


SARA
Figured we'd let you sleep in some.


EXT. FARM HOUSE {DUCK POND} - A SHORT TIME LATER

The Fugitive tosses hand fulls of feed from a bucket into the pond.

Sara stands a few feet away with the shotgun pointed at her.

The Fugitive pauses.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
You know I can take that away from
you just like the pistol, right?


SARA
(calls out)
Molly?


Molly looks up from the chickens her and Mary feed. In her waistband, the pistol.


MOLLY
Yeah?


SARA
Come over here and shoot her in the leg.


Molly sets down a pail of feed, dusts her hands off, and pulls out the pistol.


MOLLY
Which leg?


The Fugitive quickly resumes with the ducks.


EXT. FARM HOUSE {WATER TROUGH} - MINUTES LATER

Sara watches as Ben and the Fugitive empty buckets of water into a trough.

The Fugitive wipes sweat from her forehead.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
Aren't you going to ask what I did to get myself into
(motions to around herself)
all of this?


SARA
No.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
Well aren't you even a little bit curious?


Ben looks up.


BEN
I am.


Sara flashes him a stern look, then turns back to the Fugitive.


SARA
(with edge)
It's not our business.


EXT. FARM HOUSE {NEAR CHOPPING BLOCK} - MINUTES LATER

Ben and The Fugitive walk along. Sara follows a few paces behind.

FEMALE FUGITIVE
I could be some kind of deranged lunatic
or something, you never know.


BEN
Nahh. How 'bout a spy?
(beat)
No! A jewel thief! I say jewel thief,
I know your type.


They approach Janey who holds a chicken to the block with one hand and a hatchet raised in the other.

The Fugitive turns back to Sara.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
Maybe I'm an ax murderer.


Sara stops and raises the shotgun.


SARA
Take that hatchet and lop the head off a chicken!
Janey, give her the hatchet.


The Fugitive looks at the chopping block, then to Sara.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
What!?


Sara pumps the shot gun.


SARA
I said take that hatch--


FEMALE FUGITIVE
I punched a drunk cop, I'm not an ax murderer!


JANEY
Oh good, then you can stay for lunch.


Janey swings the hatchet down. -THUNK!-


INT. FARMHOUSE {DINNER TABLE} - LUNCH TIME

On a platter of fried chicken.

The Kids hand each other dishes of food.

The Fugitive sits before an empty plate.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
(low)
Can you pass the biscuits?


They stop and turn to her.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
Please?


They resume. Molly passes her the biscuits.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
So.. How is it you all came to live here alone?


They look from her to their plates.


MARY
(to Fugitive)
Are you Mommy?


Sara slams her fork down. Janey stands and scoops up Mary.


JANEY
How about bath time?


Mary squirms and kicks.


MARY
I jus had a baff on fursday!


Janey carries Mary up the stairs. Sara stands with the shotgun.


SARA
It's time you move on.


The Fugitive looks at Ben, Ben looks at Sara, Sara motions towards the door.

The Fugitive stands.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
Thanks for the breakfast and lunch, I-


SARA
They were killed, in a ____________ accident.
(beat)
We had to bury'em out back.


The Fugitive runs a hand through her hair and exhales.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
Wow.
(beat)
Look, I'm sorr--


KNOCK-KNOCK KNOCK-KNOCK KNOCK

Sara hands Molly the shotgun, Molly runs upstairs with it.

The Fugitive backs to the wall behind the front door.

Sara opens it to find THE SHERIFF.


SHERIFF
Well hey there Sweetheart, parents around?


SARA
Sorry, you just missed'em, again.
You'll have to try back another time.


She tries to close the door, he stops it with his foot.


SHERIFF
Whoa there Glitter Britches, I been out here what,
3 times now, and they ain't never seem to be at home.


He looks past Sara into the house.


SHERIFF
Why is that?


Sara shrugs.


SARA
Their good luck I guess.


He shakes his head.


SHERIFF
And feisty too, Mm Mm MM!


He reaches out and caresses her hair.


SHERIFF
Is that fried chicken I smell Babydoll?


Ben clears his throat and peeks around the door.

The Sheriff steps back and stands a little taller.


SHERIFF
Well, y'all see anyone suspicious 'round, you call me.
We got us a fugitive on the loose over to next county.


BEN
We'll be sure to remember that Admiral.


The Sheriff chuckles.


SHERIFF
Aw heck son, we don't got no Admir..


Ben and Sara turn to each other then back to the Sheriff.


SHERIFF
Un huh, funny! I'll be back to see your folks!


He points at Ben then at Sara.


SHERIFF
Count on it!


He turns and stalks back to his car. Sara closes the door and exhales.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
What a piece-of-work!


BEN
Pftt! What a piece of sh-


SARA
Ben!


Sara turns to The Fugitive.


SARA
You can hide out in the barn for a couple days, if you
want.


The Fugitive backs closer to the wall.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
You mean out there, where that...
"creature" sleeps!?


BEN
It's just a pony.


The Fugitive shakes her head.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
That thing is the Devil's work!



MONTAGE


1. EXT. FARM HOUSE {LAWN} - DAY

The Fugitive runs past in a panic - Molly follows a second later on The Pony.


2. INT. FARM HOUSE {KITCHEN} - DAY

Janey lifts a spoonfull of perfect batter from a bowl in front of her.

The Fugitive lifts a spoonfull of pasty glop that falls to the floor.

She winces and looks to Janey. Janey laughs and shakes her head.


3. EXT. FARM HOUSE {FRONT PORCH} - DAY

Ben reads to the Fugitive from a joke book - She laughs.


4. EXT. FARM HOUSE {CLOTHESLINE} - DAY

Sara and the Fugitive (now in normal clothes) hang laundry on a clothesline.


5. INT. FARM HOUSE {LIVING ROOM} - DAY

The Fugitive and Mary sit on the floor with crayons and paper.

Mary holds up a crude drawing of "a woman" in an orange suit - a rainbow over
her.

The Fugitive holds up a crude drawing of a fire breathing Devil Pony.


6. EXT. FARM HOUSE {LAWN} - DAY

The Fugitive still runs from Molly and the Pony.


MOLLY
(fiendish/amused)
He'll come for you, in the night!


7. EXT. FARM HOUSE {FRONT PORCH} - DAY

The Fugitive reads from the joke book - Ben is doubled over in laughter.


8. INT. FARM HOUSE {KITCHEN} - DAY

Janey and the Fugitive plays cards at the table - Smoke pours from the oven.


END MONTAGE


INT. FARM HOUSE {DINING ROOM} - DAY

The Kids sit at the table.

The Fugitive enters from the kitchen with a horribly misshapen birthday cake.

The Kids laugh.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
Well, it's bound to be better than my chili!


ALL KIDS
(serious/grim/groan)
Ughhhhhhh.


The Fugitive places the cake before Sara.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
Now before you go singing,
or chopping the head off of anything..


She pulls a little crayon paper wrapped gift box from her pocket.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
Ben found the box and.. well, Molly found Ben.
Mary made the beautiful paper, and Janey wrapped it.


She places the box before Sara.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
Happy Birthday.


Sara looks from the box to The Fugitive stunned.


JANEY
Go on, open it!


MOLLY
Yeah!


Mary looks up from a picture book.


MARY
I love ger-raft.


Sara exhales and unwraps the box.

She lifts from it a gold necklace with a little diamond cross pendant.

Ben throws his hands up.


BEN
I knew it, A jewel thief!


JANEY
Benjamin!


FEMALE FUGITIVE
I know it's not...
(beat)
Well, my grandmother gave it to me, and now I want you
to have it is all.


Sara looks up at her and swallows hard, tears well up in her eyes. She stands.


SARA
It's really very kind of you!


Sara rushes from the room.


JANEY
(whispers-happy)
She loves it, thank you!


MOLLY
(whispers like wise)
Yeah!


The Fugitive smiles and musses Molly's hair, then motions after Sara.

Janey nods and exits in Sara's direction.

Ben turns his head and listens for a moment.

He hurries to the window and looks out.

BEN
(calls out-urgent)
Sara! Janey! -Trouble!!


A CAR SKIDS TO A STOP ON GRAVEL- Red lights flash on the draped windows.


SHERIFF (OS)
(over car PA)
I know you kin hear me, now come on out!


Sara stands in the kitchen doorway.


SARA
The creek out back leads to the interstate about two
miles down.
(exhales)
We'll stall him as long as we can.


The Fugitive paces up and back, then turns to Sara.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
Okay, here's the pla-


SHERIFF (OS)
(over car PA)
I'm done playin'! Now you kids git on out here, or I'm
comin' in!


Ben draws in a quick sharp breath. Sara looks to Janey, Janey shakes her head.


JANEY
They'll split us up for sure.


MOLLY
Noo!


The Fugitive paces again.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
Just calm down, I'll..


She stops and picks up the crayon paper gift wrap from the table.

It's her Devil Pony drawing, but with a crayon rainbow now in the sky above it.


SHERIFF (OS)
(over car PA)
Okay, yous had yer chance!


The Fugitive marches to the front door, throws it open and barges out.


FEMALE FUGITIVE (OS)
(loud)
What on earth is the meaning of THIS!?


SHERIFF (OS)
Wha- Who are you?!


FEMALE FUGITIVE (OS)
(loud)
Who the hell do I look like, George Washington!?
This is MY HOUSE, and those are MY KIDS you're scaring!


SHERIFF (OS)
I... I think there's been a mistake.


FEMALE FUGITIVE (OS)
(loud)
The day you were born was a mistake!


-FOOT FALLS STOMP DOWN THE PORCH STAIRS AND ACROSS GRAVEL-


FEMALE FUGITIVE (OS)
(loud)
And let me tell you something else, SHERIFF!
If I EVER get wind of you even so much as THINKING of
laying another finger on one of my girls, I'll ..
(low-unintelligible-loud)
, AND FEED IT TO OUR DEVIL HORSE!


SHERIFF (OS)
Yes ma'am, I'm sorry for the intrusion and..


FEMALE FUGITIVE (OS)
(loud)
Go!


CAR DOOR SLAMS - CAR SPEEDS OFF - The Fugitive walks into the house.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
(calm)
Just a little mix up is all.
(beat/shrugs)
Now who's brave enough for cake?


INT. FARM HOUSE {KITCHEN} - THAT NIGHT

Sara and The Fugitive sit at the table with coffee.


SARA
I didn't get a chance to thank you.


The Fugitive waves her off.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
No problem. What a jerk huh?


SARA
I meant the necklace.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
Oh.


SARA
It's beautiful.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
Well, you're welcome.


Sara looks down into her coffee.


SARA
So I guess now that he saw you
you'll be moving on huh?


FEMALE FUGITIVE
You understand I have to don't'cha?


Sara shrugs, then after a moment.


SARA
We won't miss your chili.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
No, I suspect you won't, can't blame you there.
(beat)
You know, maybe I should just hit the road now
and get a head start.


She stands, Sara looks up at her.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
(points behind her with a thumb)
You'll tell the..


Sara looks down again and nods.


SARA
I'll try.
(exhales-louder)
Janey.


Janey marches in.


JANEY
I sabotaged your chili and I'm very sorry. I didn't know
you as a person then, I appoligize.


The Fugitive smiles.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
That's okay, I.. didn't know myself as a person then
either.


The Fugitive looks down at Sara, then steps out the back door.


EXT. FARM HOUSE - CONTINUOUS

The Fugitive rounds the house and starts down the road.

She turns and looks back.

In the upstairs window Mary waves to her with a frown.

The Fugitive waves back, then turns away and takes a step.

She stops, and bows her head.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
Aww what the hell, I'll be out in 8 months anyways!


She turns back and walks towards the house.

Mary vanishes from the window.

A moment later the porch light comes on and the door whips open.

The Kids pour out.

Mary pushes between them and runs to the Fugitive.

The Fugitive snatches her up and carries her onto the porch.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
What the heck is that pony's name anyways?


ALL KIDS
(unison)
Diablo.


FEMALE FUGITIVE
Hm.
(to Mary)
Think Diablo likes me?


Mary shakes her head.


MARY
He loves you.


They file into the house, the door shuts, the porch light goes off.



FADE OUT.


THE END


-Thanks-
 
Last edited:
Thanks Padnar.

It’s a surface quickie, no depth or conflict to the characters or scenes, just a conceptual
blow-up doll of notes really. If the idea grabbed someone they could dig in and give it a heart.


-Thanks-
 
Following up. So I worked with the kids, they helped come up with the idea and did some writing. We did some filming today, having a great time...

LogLine:
A trio of crime fighting sisters must rescue their mother from Dr. Cookie and his assistant Cupcake before its too late.
Title: Fists Of Dough


Here is a preview.. just a few of the scenes we shot today.. not much of the story but pretty cute..

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Heres the script: about 7 hours work.

EXT. HOME PORCH MORNING

The old house is noisy with squabbling children as MOM, dressed in jogging outfit shuts the door behind her and lightly moves down the porch steps. She puts the ear buds in her ears and presses play on the iPod. She jogs out the gate and down the road.

EXT. DESERTED HWY MORNING

Kim is stopped along the side of the road, stretching her back as she rests for a moment. A van screeches to a halt, spraying gravel, the side door flies open. Hands reach out and snatch MOM into the dark interior. The van door slams shut and the van races away.

INT. INNER SANCTUM

Mom is tied to a simple chair. A bare bulb lights here face as it swings in the otherwise darkened room. DR. COOKIE leans in close to her face.

DR. COOKIE

Tell me the recipe, NOW!

MOM

Never!

Dr. Cookie turns away, his back to Mom.

DR. COOKIE

We shall see, we shall see...


INT. INNER SANCTUM LATTER

Dr. Cookie stands with his back to Mom who is tied to the chair. CUPCAKE approaches Dr. Cookie.

CUPCAKE

She will never tell us Dr. Cookie

DR. COOKIE

I know, I know...

CUPCAKE

I'm tired of waiting, Its time for plan B!

INT. HOME FRONT ROOM-DAY

KARATE (teenage girl), CHOP(teenage girl) and KICKS(a tween girl) are sitting on the sofa watching TV. Their heads SNAP in the direction of the front door.

CHOP

You get that

KARATE

No, I just got my nails done.

Chop heaves a sigh, Karate and Chop look at each other

KARATE & CHOP

Kicks!

Kicks gets up with a sigh and goes to the door. She returns excitedly.

KICKS

You Guys, look at this.

INSERT RANSOM NOTE

IN CRAYON BLOCK PRINTING:

If you ever want to see your mother again, bring the Brownie Recipe to my compound before its too late.

hugs and kisses.

Dr. Cookie

KICKS

What are we going to do?

The three stare at each other..

CHOP

Wait, I have an idea..

INT. HOME KITCHEN - LATTER

The trio surrounds a map spread out on the table. Karate points and gestures and Kicks. Kicks nods her head. Chop points to another location on the map looks at Kicks, who rolls her eyes then nods her head. Karate lifts her hand to point at Kicks.

KICKS

Ah COME ON! Do I have to do EVERYTHING!

KARATE

OK then, that's the plan

Chop turns and runs towards the stairs

CHOP

Karate! Don't just stand there! Come help me pick out an outfit!

The two teenagers run up the stairs.

EXT. RIDGE OVERLOOKING COMPOUND-Day

The two teen age fashion conscious girls, Karate and Chop, dressed in colorful stylish outfits completely inappropriate for the rough terrain are seated in camp chairs. A cooler is open between them. Karate has binoculars up to her eyes. Chop is applying sunblock to her arms. An ice filled glass with soda sits in the cup holder at her side.

KARATE

Chop.. moisture me.

Chop picks up the drink and places the end of the bendy straw between Karate's lips. Karate slurps loudly

KARATE

ah, that was close

Chop returns the glass to its holder and continues applying lotion.

INT. INNER SANCTUM

Mom is tied to the chair, Dr. Cookie is pacing and Cupcake is making a batch of cookies in the EZ BAKE oven.

MOM

Why are you doing this?

DR. COOKIE

Why? Ill tell you why.. When I was six years old, my father brought home a cute puppy, but then..

(TIME PASSES)

....and she was like.. DUH, and I was like OK.. and she said NOWAY and I was all WAY

(TIME PASSES)

Ola pourvavor all that is left is to agree on the price... hahah

(TIME PASSES)

and so you see, that is why I am doing this..

MOM

You'll never get away with it..

DR. COOKIE

When your children arrive, you will sing to a differ drummer...

MOM

What?

Mom shakes her had as Dr. Cookie smooths his hair.

EXT. COMPOUND BARN ENTRANCE-DAY

A guard patrols the compound entrance near the barn. Kicks creeps up behind him. CHOP! her hand comes down on the guards neck and he collapses in an unconscious heap. She removes his security badge and key card

INT. COMPOUND BARN-Moments LATTER

The barn interior is disguised with stacks of hay bales. An obtrusive card reader is attached to the wall. Kicks swipes the key card in the card reader, the wall of HAY BALES slides to reveal the secret door way.

INT. COMPOUND ALARM SHACK-LATTER

Kicks detaches the device from the alarm control panel. She pulls out a mobile phone and dials.

Kicks

Objective complete, the alarm is disabled, meet me at checkpoint Zulu.

Kicks snaps the phone shut

EXT. RIDGE OVERLOOKING COMPOUND-DAY

Karate is reclining in her camp chair. Dark sunglasses conceal her eyes. Chop snaps a cell phone shut.

CHOP

Shes in, time to move out!

KARATE

Wait...

Karate takes a final sip from the drink straw

KARATE

OK, I'm ready

Chop

Lets go bake that cookie dough..

KARATE

What is that supposed to mean?

Chop shrugs

CHOP

Whatever, lets go..

Karate and Chop pick there way down the rocky path. There high heal shoes slipping and making their progress painfully slow

INT. APPROACH TO INNER SANCTUM DOOR

Kicks, Karate and Chop, backs pressed against the wall near a closed door.

KARATE

I have a bad feeling about this..

CHOP

Take a Midol, lets go!

The trio pull the door open and rush inside

INT. APPROACH TO INNER SANCTUM HALL-MOMENTS LATER

The trio stand at one end of the long room, at the other end Dr. Cookie and CUPCAKE stand ready to attack. Cupcake holds a HUGE barred gun.

Kicks

Its a trap!

Cookies are flying. The trio dodge and weave, kicking and chopping cookies out of the air as they move with determined speed towards their nemeses. Their stylish hair blowing back dramatically. Kicks is rolling and diving. Chops orthodontic braces shatter a cookie on impact. Dust fills the air, crumbs are exploding, and sparks are flying as the barrage of cookies continues. Cupcake is cycling round after round into the HUGE cookie shotgun. Shick Shuck BOOM, Shick Shuk BOOM BOOM BOOM.. Dr. Cookie is throwing the cookies like Chinese stars! The trio moves steadily closer. Cupcake and Dr. Cookie continue sending cookies towards the enemy. The trio steps to withing a foot of their opponents. The barrage does not let up.

Karate dives for cover. Chop pairs off to duel with Cupcake, Kicks takes on Dr. Cookie.


INT. INNER SANCTUM

Dr. Cookies and Kicks trade wild hay maker swings. Each impossible blow causing the others head to snap to the side...

INT. INNER SANCTUM

Chop and Cupcake square off. Each letting out there fighting war cry

CHOP

ARHHHHHHHH

CUPCAKE

GRRRRRRRRR

CHOP

AHHHHHHHHH

CUPCAKE

GRRRRRRRRR

CHOP

AHHHHHHHH

Cupcake attacks with her "supper cute" look

CHOP

oh.. your so cute

CUPCAKE

hugs?

Chop and Cupcake embrace, but then SMACK Cupcake deal a devastating blow to Chops shin! Chop falls to the the ground in agony. Cupcake steps back, hands on her hips, throws her head back and laughs.

CHOP

I'm Down, I'm down..

Chops eyes flutter as a tear rolls down her check. Karate rushes to her side, and cradles Chops head in her lap.

KARATE

Don't you give up, cmon were almost done

CHOP

no.. I cant.. you go on, I cant make it..

KARATE

..but Chop, I don't..

CHOP

shh, my little Chamberlein, everything will be OK... now avenge me...AVENGE ME

Karate throws her head back in grief

KARATE

Nooooooooooooo!

Karate stand up quickly, Chops head smacks into the hard concrete

CHOP

ouch...

Karate stands over the fallen Chop and fixes her gaze on Cupcake

INT. INNER SANCTUM

Karate stands, hand on hips glaring at Cupcake who's stands, hands on hips glaring back.

KARATE

Your a naughty little girl!

Cupcakes face falls, her lower lip trembles, and her eyes well up with tears

CUPCAKE

...but, I don't want to be bad, I want to be good...

Karate looks doubtful

KARATE

If you want to be good then DO SOMETHING GOOD, help me rescue my mommy.

Cupcake nods yes, and beams a smile, the two rush to Mothers side

INT. INNER SANCTUM

Kicks, Karate and Cupcake meet at Moms chair, they work to untie her, she is free.

Kicks

come on mom, lets go home

Mom

..wait, where is your sister?

KARATE

I'm here mom, oh my gosh, shes been blinded.. NOOOOOOO

MOM

Karate, I can see you just fine, where is your OTHER sister...

KARATE

Chop? Oh, she didn't make it.

CHOP (o.s.)

I'm here, its not that bad.. just give me a hand up...

Mom

Nooooo

KARATE

Nooooo

CUPCAKE

Nooooo

Cupcake shrugs

KICKS

guys, shes right there, geeze..

Karate and Kicks support Mom as they leave the Inner Sanctum. Cupcake is holding Karate's hand.

CHOP(o.s.)

guys? Where are you going, come on give me a hand.. I'm ok.. I just..

The group exists the Inner Sanctum

EXT. COMPOUND BARN ENTRANCE-DAY

Eyes streaming with tears, each face a mask of grief, Mom, Karate, Kicks and Cupcake lurch outside into the bright sunshine limping and holding each other. Mom breaks away her eyes following Dr. Cookie as he makes his escape on his bicycle.

Mom

Get up, we have to stop him before its too late.

Karate rounds on Mom

KARATE

Mom, we just lost our sister give us some time to grieve

CHOP (O.S.)

hello.. I'm here... I'm crawling as fast as I can.. don't leave yet

MOM

You don't understand, if we don't stop him now, he will be too powerful, we can grieve when the world is safe..

KARATE

Your right, Dry your eyes little ones, Karate, Chop and Kicks are ON THE CASE

KICKS

uh.. Chop is gone??

KARATE

whatever

Karate, Kicks, Cupcake and Mom stand arm in arm, watching as Dr. Cookie races off.

THE END
 
lol It has some good laughs.

If you are already underway cool.
If you are looking to tighten it up you could:

Work a few more laughs in.
Add like the "Cute Beam" effect.
Write a smoother 'The plan'/ 'pick out something to wear'.

It's fun though.

-Thanks-
 
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